From Toxic Classmate Novels & Stories

Swallowing my disgust, I tilted my head away, refusing to be bothered or acknowledge the mess. After snacking on Oreos, I went back to sleep. When I woke up, Jovita was back, but she didn't bother to clean up but instead sat on her bed, pretending to be busy with her phone while stealing glances at me to know my reaction. The room remained that way until the next afternoon, and without anyone telling her, she cleaned the room. Monday rolled in, and I had a class for Tox 111, which was Principles of Toxicology. The lecturer was a short, balding man who laughed more than he talked. He informed us that we were going to have an impromptu oral quiz, according to our groups.

From the beginning of their introduction, Nadine hadn't liked Brian's arrogant and conceited attitude. *** "Today, we're having a quiz! Get your papers and pens ready!" Nadine announced as she started the lesson in their third meeting. "Miss, why are we having a quiz?" Rinto, one of Brian's classmates whose math grades were always below passing, protested. For some students like Rinto, math lessons were intimidating, especially when there was an impromptu quiz like this. "You're quite toxic in our class, aren't you? Class 12 IPA-1 is the best, why did you manage to get into this class?" another student remarked, while Rinto just stuck his tongue out in response to their teasing.

Creepy. “ You are one of my best students. I’m sure one of your classmates would be happy to work with someone as bright as you.” he says. Is he joking? My classmates don’t even speak to me. And why is he making a point to tell me this? “ You have a few days to try and find a partner on your own. If after that you can’t find one, come to me and I will see what I can do to help.” he says. Great. There is no way out of this.

The chat was filled with apologies. My dad stepped up to the live stream camera and said, "Although our family is wealthy, we've never broken the law and have never done any bullying. In the future, please don't believe everything you hear. The internet is not a lawless place. Please think rationally." After saying that, my dad ended the stream. The big screen replayed a voice recording of my classmates mocking me and praising Nina while we were on the bus. Right now, the mockery and praises sounded incredibly ironic.

However, negative fans raised a fuss about us. They insult my friend by using vulgar language. They claimed that because I am the biggest celebrity and he is merely a supporting actor, we are not a good match. I am comparable to other actors who are equally well-known. Fans of Toxic claimed that he was only using me as a stepping stone to the top, but I disagree because we are just friends and we have a good time together.

"That's disgusting. Stealing her place wasn't enough, now she wants her dead too?" A boy who trailed Alyssa everywhere shot to his feet and pointed at me, his voice breaking with anger. "Bridget, do you have any shame? Alyssa is that kind and you treat her like this? Get out of our class. We don't want a toxic woman as our classmate." "Yeah. Get out of Class Two." "Cheating trash." "Bully." The insults crashed over me in waves until they merged into a single roar. Last time, I lost control and slapped her. The crack of skin against skin gave them exactly what they wanted, undeniable proof and a tidy ending.

Bonita conveyed her crazy tactics. "The students in our class already hate Professor Vega, especially with issues like this Their hearts will burn, and they will even more despise Professor Vega. They can bully Professor Vega and Alberto all the way. Not only do our classmates dislike her, but so do our seniors and juniors. You can see if Professor Vega passes by! Surely they won't think of Professor Vega." Indeed, it is true what Bonita said. Many students on campus hate Professor Vega because he is considered a grade destroyer by students on campus.

"And I'll be your new classmate. " I don't want to be your classmate. "Said a boy on the right side of the classroom in the third row and second desk. They all turned to look at him," I mean.... I want to be your friend too," he rushed to say and the others just said with sarcasm that it was obvious that this was not what he wanted. The boy smiled holding his face with the palm of his hand and his elbow resting on the arm of the desk. Melia, aka Dahioh Dom, smiled.

Josh threw at me as I walked into the frat house. I grinned, still buzzing from being around Maggie, and sat down. “Psychology.” “Are you for fucking real?” He sat up. Jack walked in, eating an apple. “Is who for real?” “This dick is majoring in psych. Did you know that?” Josh cocked a thumb toward me and looked at Jack. “He can’t be.” Jack looked at me and I smirked. “Are you really?” “Pretty damn sure that’s why I do the classes the course requires.”

Fortunately, I accelerated for two years and I didn't do pre-elem to make it easier to study. I just ignored her and just focused on fixing my rubik's cube. That’s what I did until we got to school. It's just the same old thing, boring. The childishness of my classmates, especially the girls, is so annoying. Then crying once more, they immediately complained to their parents. While my male classmates, I also play sometimes with them when it comes to toys or rubiks cubes. But there comes a time where I lend my toys to others and they don't return it so I don't lend it anymore. With that, I became alone again and minding my own world. Teachers at San Fuego High are also annoying, many teachers